The Miscellaneous Works of Oliver Goldsmith: With an Account of His Life and WritingsJ. Crissy and J. Grigg, 1830 - 527 من الصفحات |
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... Miss Catley , Epilogue intended for Mrs. Bulkley , The Haunch of Venison , ib . ib . ib . " 158 159 • Song from the Oratorio of the Captivity , 160 Song . ib . The Clown's Reply , IV . ib . Epitaph on Edward Purdon , 161 V. An Elegy on ...
... Miss Catley , Epilogue intended for Mrs. Bulkley , The Haunch of Venison , ib . ib . ib . " 158 159 • Song from the Oratorio of the Captivity , 160 Song . ib . The Clown's Reply , IV . ib . Epitaph on Edward Purdon , 161 V. An Elegy on ...
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... Miss Hornecks , one of whom was afterwards married well for talking of Johnson as entitled to the honour to Henry Bunbury , Esq . and the other to Colonel Gwyn . of unquestionable superiority . " Sir , " said he , " you are for making a ...
... Miss Hornecks , one of whom was afterwards married well for talking of Johnson as entitled to the honour to Henry Bunbury , Esq . and the other to Colonel Gwyn . of unquestionable superiority . " Sir , " said he , " you are for making a ...
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... Miss ARABELLA WILMOT was ceremony , we agreed to discuss the subject at large . allowed by all ( except my two daughters ) to It was managed with proper spirit on both be completely pretty . Her youth , health and in - sides : he ...
... Miss ARABELLA WILMOT was ceremony , we agreed to discuss the subject at large . allowed by all ( except my two daughters ) to It was managed with proper spirit on both be completely pretty . Her youth , health and in - sides : he ...
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... Miss Wrinkles should marry great for- great swiftness , followed by four or five persons tunes , and her children get none . As this last ar- more who seemed in equal haste . At last , a young gument was directed to me , I protested I ...
... Miss Wrinkles should marry great for- great swiftness , followed by four or five persons tunes , and her children get none . As this last ar- more who seemed in equal haste . At last , a young gument was directed to me , I protested I ...
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... Miss Wilmot , my son submit to such heterodox doctrines ? " - " What ! " George's former mistress , this a good deal damped replied the ' Squire , as if in a passion , " not sub- the heartiness of his reception : but accident in some ...
... Miss Wilmot , my son submit to such heterodox doctrines ? " - " What ! " George's former mistress , this a good deal damped replied the ' Squire , as if in a passion , " not sub- the heartiness of his reception : but accident in some ...
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الصفحة 153 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay. Princes and lords may flourish or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
الصفحة 153 - Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old survey'd ; And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still, as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired...
الصفحة 101 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
الصفحة 147 - The wondering neighbours ran, And swore the dog had lost his wits, To bite so good a man. The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
الصفحة 148 - Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale; Or press the bashful stranger to his food, And learn the luxury of doing good.
الصفحة 156 - To new-found worlds, and wept for others' woe ; But for himself, in conscious virtue brave, He only wished for worlds beyond the grave. His lovely daughter, lovelier in her tears, The fond companion of his helpless years, Silent went next, neglectful of her charms, And left a lover's for her father's arms.
الصفحة 154 - ... country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed...
الصفحة 148 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
الصفحة 153 - God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
الصفحة 156 - Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn ; Now lost to all ; her friends, her virtue fled, Near her betrayer's door she lays her head...